I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it What I blow'll make a go Them bitches say "You got some but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
Man you so lame, just lookin' at you, While I'm in here no bitch'll give her to you, nigga, no She say "Not even with a roll" 'Cause the king gettin' money the bank's closed Yeah, she in her on her knees though Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin' Then tell that ho get up and somethin' We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed She on that molly, stop talkin' that annoy me I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?" Or it from behind while you eat a bitch or somethin' I my bitches doubled up like my white cup I like my sealed up, drank poured up Yup, and you know you wanna catch it You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet with the
I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin' Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it What I make a plane go bitches say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker Suck it you fuck it is exactly what I told her Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side Baby daddy face lookin' long, change that Make a nigga drop some change on your ass Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred after Jumped her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin' Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, jet fuel We don't pay for cause we fuck more than we rest, dude I bet you that main bitch'll bless boo And every ho with her when see me gon' break their neck too Rich in her, I done gave the bitch life support High in the same way that I was high in court it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it back up Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it What I blow'll a plane go Them say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
Better kush if bitches wanna blow, of the blow For the who be playin' with their nose, now you know That the king all the dollar bills, quarter mil' In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass with dollar You like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill then Leave the laughin' match and go back to where you live Nope, but you don't wanna do How ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her flute at? I brought a pound and she that, see he brought two back Drunk up a of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that? She dippin' all molly, steady askin' where the food at You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can that I beat that pussy, blew that, man I gon' finesse it Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't check it You can smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4 I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the blow Yup, like I'm fresh up on the Wheels up, weed loud like On them sucka niggas with lame ass You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas
I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin' Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it What I make a plane go bitches say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass